Standin on the corner with a nickel or a dime There used to be a railcar to take you down the line Too much beer and whiskey to ever be employed And when I got to Nashville it was too much soldier's joy Wasted on the wayside wasted on the way If I don't go tomorrow you know I'm gone today Back baby back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Back baby back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Black highway all night ride Watchin the towns fall away to the side Clear channel way down low Was comin in loud and my mind let go Peaches in the summertime apples in the fall If I can't have you all the time I won't have none at all Oh I wish I was in Frisco in a brand new pair of shoes I'm sittin' here in Nashville with Norman's Nashville blues So come all you good time rounders a-listenin' to my sound And drink a round to Nashville before they tear it down Back baby back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Back baby back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Hard weather drivin slow The buggies and the hacks in town for the show Oh darlin the songs they played Are all I got left of the love we made Back baby back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Back baby back in time I wanna go back when you were mine